Humiliating upsets, stunning defeats, the ever-surprising longevity of Tom Wolfe—it has all come down to this: the last match of the First Annual TMN Tournament of Books, sponsored by Powells.com.
It’s hard to be an average American male when all the guys around you are extremely hot. A report from inside the chambers of the Men in Love With Gay Men support group.
Watching Hunter Thompson watch himself on Charlie Rose, when neither Thompson is comprehensible, can be difficult to follow. Paris Review senior editor Oliver Broudy offers a memorial, remembering a party when Thompson held court.
Who was Hunter S. Thompson? To everyone who followed him, he was somebody different. Our writer remembers his reading life with the Good Doctor.
These are tough days for Rome, with many worried for the Pope’s health. Feeling equally worried for his own and his family’s, a newcomer reports on days of tiny miracles, crossbow makers, and a lack of Ziploc bags.
While the idea of the Tournament of Books is excellent, might I suggest an addition to the following years’ tournaments? Audience participation, of course. Your readers would, I am sure,...
Experts answer what they know. The Non-Expert answers anything. This week we reveal the unspoken rules that govern the work, relationships, and processes that take place every day amongst the city’s many subway musicians, ventriloquists, acrobats, and the like.
You have a ouija board buried in the closet and you’ve seen Rosemary’s Baby, like, a hundred times. But do you really believe in the power of a ritual? Jay Allen didn’t either, as he remembers from a night of dabbling in the dark arts with a friend.
Dear The Morning News, I love you, and wish I wasn’t an impoverished student so I could give you money. Because I would. I especially love The Education of...
When you know your band is the greatest that’s ever rocked, how do you convince the rest of the world? Are nine songs enough to change nine billion minds?
Elisabeth Eckleman just left home, and has a lot of difficult decisions ahead of her. In this installment, Elisabeth makes time for friends, but not for studying, and gets the grades to prove it. You decide what happens next.
How do you tell a judicial buff that the real-life courtroom is more Night Court than Perry Mason? Send him to jury duty twice in two years, that’s how. Matthew Baldwin gets his civic duty on.
Experts answer what they know. The Non-Expert answers anything. This week we field a tough question about why Americans are so obsessed with smell, and demonstrate how Americans’ odor concerns know no borders.
Urban art is somtimes more about accidents and coincidences than planning commissions and community boards. Photographer Marshall Sokoloff brings us a gallery of abstract paintings—the results of people trying to mask graffiti.
What’s that? You still don’t have a TiVo? Ahh, you must have some questions about the technology before you take the plunge.
This review is two weeks late. And I know that there could be many very believable reasons for this, but this is the truth: Typically, when reviewing a record, I’...
Space: the final frontier of delicious cooking! Our writers have an exciting new idea for a cookbook that has out of this world recipes that are universally appealing. Get ready, because it’s T-minus 10 to tasty!
Place your bets! Thumb your books! It’s time for literature to quit its prissy posturing and get pummeled! Introducing The First Annual TMN Tournament of Books, sponsored by Powells.com.
What would a 1950s family near Niagra Falls say about an episode of The Sopranos? Why does America so easily forget its ordinary heroes? A conversation with the prolific Joyce Carol Oates about her most recent novel, why she loves to teach, and how many other books are gestating in her desk.
There’s no one like your immediate family to make your shortcomings into dinner conversation. Our favorite dreamer continues the saga by heading home to Albany, to confront a table of successful siblings.
The heart-shaped box of chocolates was sweet and the bouquet of roses was lovely, but your Valentine deserves a surprise this year.